linguaphilia | [NSFW] MID-FUCK OPEN POST

[NSFW] MID-FUCK OPEN POST

Because sometimes you just want to do the thing.

DM, Plurk message

hardtostarboard or Discord message hardtostarboard if you want to work out any details beforehand.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ When Kaveh woke first thing in the morning in a mood, it was only inevitable that he would find himself here. Alhaitham, to his knowledge, is still sleeping, clad in naught but his underwear, and right now Kaveh's fingers trace along the waistband of that underwear, soft touches to the skin as his mouth presses kisses to the corner of the other's mouth, along the line of his jaw, in a pattern along the length of his throat.

With the other asleep, he doesn't push things along too quickly. He wants Alhaitham awake to consent to any real touching, to anything serious. So he continues to trace the lines of his muscles, sighing as his continues to kiss lower, tongue and teeth teasing clavicles and shoulder blades. ]

Haitham.

[ It's a soft murmur into the other's skin. ]

Wake up.

[He sleeps well when he has Kaveh next to him, having quickly grown used to the company, and as someone who tends towards sleeping in in the mornings in any case his awakening as the other man touches him and murmurs in his ear is slow and sluggish. Alhaitham mutters something that sounds like 'what do you want' as his awareness sharpens gradually into the realisation of what Kaveh is doing, and--]

Mmn.

[The scribe places a hand on Kaveh's head, though the touch is light enough to make it clear that he isn't trying to push him away. He idly rubs his fingertips against the man's hair and huffs out a soft breath.]

All right, I'm awake.

[ Kaveh chuckles softly at the mutter he can hear on Alhaitham's breath. The other man has always taken quite some time to wake up, something he's always— even in the past, before they found each other— found to be quite endearing. If he hadn't woken to need, he might have just stopped at the sound of it, wrapped himself around the other and peppered his lips and cheeks with kisses.

But he is needy, and the sound of realization that follows is perhaps one of the hottest things he's ever heard.

Kaveh shifts so that his face is level with Alhaitham's again, pressing his mouth to the younger man's as he finally allows his hand to drop below the waistband of the other's underwear, stroking over the shape of his soft cock. ]

G'morning. Do you know what I realized?

Edited 2024-06-26 09:01 (UTC)

[Alhaitham, still lazily working his way towards full alertness, idly returns the kiss with a small movement of his head and then makes a face, shifting his hips as he feels Kaveh's hand slide down inside his underwear.

It's a look of more uncertain surprise than anything else and he doesn't say anything to make the contact stop, only bends one of his knees and curls his toes slightly against the sheets.]

Hm?

[He breathes in, holding it a moment before letting it out slowly.]

What's that?

[ Kaveh hums contentedly into the kiss. He feels the face that Alhaitham makes and smiles slightly; for a moment there's a concern, a thought that maybe he should back off, but he knows the other will tell him if it's what he wants, and so for now he doesn't, instead staying close, continuing to stroke and touch over him. ]

Well.. I haven't been doing a great job of tracking what day it is, especially not when we just arrived, but... the history of payments on my watch indicates that it's been about six months.

[ He lowers his head, presses a kiss to Alhaitham's shoulder as his fingers curl around him to start pumping him slowly. ]

Which means it's been about that long since we first slept together, too.

[The scribe's brow pinches into a soft frown of concentration as the older man's actions start to stir him, the arousal rising quickly against his fragile, half-asleep sense of self-control. He huffs lightly again and closes a hand around Kaveh's wrist, once again not trying to stop him but clearly subconsciously attempting to gain some control over the situation.]

That's right.

[He has been keeping track of the time - as best he can anyway - but he hadn't really marked the current point in it as anything significant. Alhaitham studies Kaveh's face for a moment, head tilting slightly.]

Is that important to you?

[He's always been so emotional that way, so... probably.]

Edited 2024-06-26 11:11 (UTC)

Mm.. it is. That's when things started changing for us, right?

[ The hand closing around his wrist nearly gives him pause again before he shakes it off. He knows that he's worrying for no reason, reminds himself again that Alhaitham would tell him to stop if he didn't want this. And he knows the other well enough to be able to guess: still half-asleep, he's weaker to Kaveh's ministrations than he would like, unable to grasp the control he so frequently holds between the two of them.

And so, Kaveh pauses. Not because he thinks he needs to, but because, suddenly, he wants to see that famous control slip just that little bit further. ]

You keep grabbing me, Haitham... should I stop?

I suppose it is.

[Dismissive as he sounds of the point being made, that's hardly it at all. He's distracted, on the edge of outright squirming under Kaveh's attention and trying to decide whether or not he likes it. He barely realised that he kept making motions that could be interpreted as discomfort had Kaveh not known him well enough to realise he would simply say if he didn't like or want something until it's pointed out.]

Mm? No, I'm just... [Reassuring, he rubs his thumb against Kaveh's wrist.] I'll tell you if I want you to stop.

[Of course, the older man already knew that.]

But-- [Hm, now he's awake, he voices something he's been thinking about for a bit...] How would you feel about letting me up to wash up, and then... [And then, as he moves his hand away from Kaveh's wrist to cup against his cheek and lightly touch his thumb against the man's lower lip, a gentle pressure there to almost push his jaw down.]

Letting me have your mouth.

[ There's a moment that passes where Kaveh nearly laughs. Alhaitham is usually so good at reading him, and yet right now he's completely out of it, reassuring Kaveh where for once, the blonde doesn't need it

(except that to Alhaitham's credit, Kaveh always needs it just a little)

not actually seeing straight through him to recognize that he's trying to tease. Of course, it's just because the other is mostly asleep still, but there's a sense of pride in Kaveh, one that, for that moment, he can bask in.

Only for that moment, though. Because before he can laugh, or enjoy that pride, or anything of the sort, Alhaitham keeps talking... and says something that makes Kaveh's lips part all on their own, without the help of that pressure. His eyes widen, and he stutters, all as a hot rush of heat pools in his stomach, making him ache. ]

But.. but you.. you didn't like it last time, you don't have to— there's no need to try again just for me.

I want to try again.

[And maybe it is just for Kaveh, but perhaps a little bit for himself as well. He leans up to press a quick, warm kiss to the other man's lips.]

The outcome of a single experiment doesn't always speak to the full result. [Alhaitham sits up a little, propping himself up on his elbow. He's already half-hard from Kaveh's teasing.]

So, are you willing?

Of course I am.

[ The agreement comes a little too quickly, and Kaveh's cheeks flush with heat. He doesn't want to come across as too eager— if Alhaitham still doesn't like it, it will be awkward if he showed himself to be practically salivating at the chance. More than anything, he wants the other man to be comfortable with anything they do, so...

He nuzzles against him, pecking his lips back in response to that brief kiss. ]

Go wash up. I'll be here.

Heh... I know you will.

[He returns that peck lightly and shifts himself away, yawning quietly and rubbing the back of his hair as he heads to the bathroom. Though he doesn't necessarily mean to take his time he is quite thorough about making sure he's clean for this, settling some of his subconscious misgivings about the whole thing in the process.

But he heads back to Kaveh soon enough, having (quite pointedly) left his underwear in the bathroom to make a small show of himself purely for his partner's benefit. He settles himself on to the bed again and tugs the other man in close, giving him another kiss.]

[ Well.

No matter what happens with the rest of the morning, Kaveh isn't going to complain at all about the show he gets when Alhaitham emerges from the bathroom. Unconsciously, he licks his lips and then bites his lower lip, his breath caught in the back of his throat. ]

Gods, you look... Come here.

[ It's a low, breathy whisper as he reaches out for the other, letting himself be tugged into Alhaitham's space, returning that kiss as a slow smile creeps over his lips. ]

Before we start, I have one important question. [ He murmurs it into the space between their mouths, wanting to ask now so as not to spoil the mood later on. ] Would it be more comfortable for you to be in charge of this? Or me?

[Well.

Alhaitham is not used to having someone look at him like he's the whole meal let alone a snack and he does find it the tiniest bit thrilling to have Kaveh staring at him like he wants to jump him from across the room.

(And gods, when did that become an appealing thing?)

The question is not expected but is appreciated and Alhaitham shifts back just an inch or two from Kaveh's lips so he can look him in the eyes.]

I trust you know what you're doing. You can lead.

[And he'll say if he wants something to stop. Like always.]

Mm. Okay.

[ He smiles, understanding the silent promise without needing it spoken, leaning back in to close the gap between their mouths once more as his fingers slide back down over the other's chest. This time, there's no underwear in the way as he wraps his fingers around Alhaitham's cock, taking him in hand to stroke him slowly as they kiss.

As eager as he is for this, he wants to take his time. He wants his partner to enjoy this, after all. So he'll build up slow, kiss him slow and deep, tasting his mouth as he urges him back to hardness in his grip. ]

[He smiles faintly into the kiss as Kaveh simply trusts him and takes him at his word. They really have come a long way in the past six months and even if it took some very much less than ideal circumstances to push them back together, Alhaitham isn't going to take it for granted.

The scribe is far more relaxed under Kaveh's ministrations now. His hips twitch slightly into the hand stroking his cock and he hums softly, parting his lips and deepening the kiss with his tongue as he pulls the other man in closer.

His mouth is going to be occupied elsewhere in short order - might as well take advantage of its availability while he has it.]

[ Kaveh smiles, hums when Alhaitham does, and when the other tugs him closer, he allows one arm to circle his shoulders, holding him just as close for a little while. His tongue flicks against the younger man's even as his fingers continue to stroke and caress.

Only when he starts to feel Alhaitham starting to harden again does he pull back from the kiss, his mouth pressing against the corner of the other's before he kisses his way down his jaw, over his chin and down his throat. When he reaches his clavicle, he nips at the skin, sucking the faintest of bruises into it where he knows it won't be seen. His fingers continue to stroke and rub, thumb brushing over the slit and smudging hints of wetness over his head. ]

This is because you're mine— no one will see it, but you'll know—

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only